The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Have you ever looked at something that you’ve seen a thousand times before and suddenly it looks different? Perhaps you’ve seen it so many times that it now recedes into the background. You know it’s there, you take it for granted. It no longer grabs or requires your attention.
This spring I discovered so many new beautiful flowering shrubs. As I looked at the amazing showy displays of blooms, I thought that the horticulturists have been incredibly successful in producing new varieties of shrubs (and so big) in such a short amount of time. Why didn’t I see any corresponding articles written in my gardening magazines?
The answer is simple: upon closer inspection I found that the flowering shrubs are not at all new. They are just new to me. This was my first spring as seen through my new, not improved, eyes. I have rediscovered lilacs, camelias and dogwoods. My vision doesn’t permit definition and details, so their blooms seem larger than life and more showy than before. Pinks and reds this year are flamboyant and garish, while the whites are angelic with their halo aura about them. If only I could transfer that angelic aura to my children!